if something is open
it is an umbrella… as you all do and know
i can choose sundry ideas and movements
can i open it? can i break it?
in many, so many pieces
because i had, i have so many options
i choose to break it
to collect the pieces
it is more cooler for the soul and fun!
i bet tha this moment i can win
from all of you…
they are coloured, a miscellaneous of shapes
i can understand all of it
so easy to keep when falling over me
but not to forever, i know
but it is good…
i am used to it
it fills me anyway, for seconds or milleseconds
i prefer to dash it into a little fractions
as into peaces they are
but i can achieve the pain
the before pain….
it is like a commons rain
any color, any predictable movement
the touch, the invisible is raining over
i destroy the umbrella and firmly believe
I do not have other way
as addicted i am
pursuiting the rain
Do i have one chance?
such beautiful caos!